After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 183

Chapter 183

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Charles found it beneath his dignity to get into a shouting match with someone like Eric.

Be gently pulled Yolanda behind him, his voice soft. “Go wait in the car.”

Yolanda nodded, worry written all over her face as she grabbed his sleeve. “Charles, don’t make it too big. I’m scared the Sinclair family will hear about it.”

She looked down, her voice low. “If something like this gets out, no matter what actually happened, people won’t be judging me. They’ll judge you.”

Even now, she was still more anxious about his reputation than her own.

Charles’s eyes grew softer and he reached out to gently rub the top of her head. “Go wait in the car for me,” he said in a low, soothing voice.

Yolanda headed outside and, once she got in the car, closed her eyes for a quick nap.

Nobody knew what Charles said to the cops, and no one bothered to even look at Eric.

Eric lived to be the center of attention. Being ignored was pure torture for him; it drove him nuts.

After finishing his conversation with the police, Charles finally turned his attention to Eric.

Eric sneered, his eyes gleaming with arrogance. “Your wife’s nothing but a whore. She’s hooking up behind your back with some pretty boy. You act all classy, but she still cheated on you–serves you right! There’s no shortage of guys who keep their eyes on her, and I’m just one of them.”

Charles didn’t hesitate. He swung his fist and landed a solid punch right in Eric’s gut. Eric coughed up more blood and nearly passed out.

The police quickly stepped in, trying to calm things down. “Mr. Sinclair, this guy’s got a pretty extreme personality. He said all that just to insult Miss Grant. Last night, the nurse on duty called us–Miss Grant was terrified. Whoever helped her was probably just someone who couldn’t stand by and watch. By the time we got there, they’d already left.”

Charles kept his tone cool and steady. “I get it. I’ll look into all this myself. Thanks for your work.”

When he got back to the car, he spotted the cut on her lip. His eyes flashed coldly,

“Did that guy bite you?” he asked.

Yolanda opened her eyes, tears threatening. “No, I did it to myself,” she murmured.

hugged

nothing. I just had bad luck,

into it,” Charles said softly, a hint of gentle chiding

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be too much trouble for you? Yolanda asked, her voice quiet, her

honestly didn’t want to burden him with this sort

as if something had bitten into Charles’s chest, and a slow poison seeped through his whole body. making him

husband and wife on paper, but right now

his voice

it’s not too much trouble, just let me know when you find something out. I’ll figure out what

it–I’ll take care of everything for you,” Charles replied, the possessiveness

her words faltering, uncertainty in her

I’m your husband, remember? Sometimes, you need to let yourself lean on me,” Charles said, his words gentle

gazing out the car window with an unfocused look–no one could really tell what was

and Wayne only had Richard backing them–and Richard still hadn’t returned to Beloris. They’d left a bunch of clues behind, and Charles’s crew tracked them down in no time. Meanwhile, Ken and Wayne had no clue what was going on, still hanging around waiting

headed to the office that afternoon and,

When they arrived, she curled up quietly on the couch with a book, one hand lightly holding the pages while the other carefully turned them. She looked adorably focused, almost childlike

setting sun poured in through the large windows, bathing the

when Joelle Monroe walked

“Charles,” she said.

spotted Yolanda on the couch and came to a sudden stop. “Am

it rather amusing. ‘We’re husband and wife–what could she possibly be interrupting?‘ she

his tone cool and even. “Is there something

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over, stopping beside his desk 1 brought you some soup Jack Nolan told

she was busy

meetings with a bunch of directors soon about the new film I’ll be shooting now that I’m back, so I probably won’t get the

desk, and before Charles could say

impressive. She always handled herself with such effortless confidence and

“white moonlight” aura–the type of idealized first love–no wonder

for a

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